The day cellphones were introduced to Amestris was the worst day at the office ever.
For Ed anyway.
Chime!
Click click click-cli-cli-click!
Ring!
Click click click click click cl-cl-cl-cl CLICK!
Vibration...
Click click click-
"HOLY SHIT! JUST TALK TO EACH OTHER!" Edward screeched in frustration. When everyone stared, Ed continued on, taking the silence as a welcome.
"I mean, come on! You would really rather TEXT each other than listen to your own voices!"
At least 6 vibrations went off in Ed's boot, where he kept his own cellphone. Glaring around at the people in the room, he slowly reached into his combat boot, and pulled out his phone. He opened the fold with a deadly pace. In a few clicks, he reached the texts he had just received. He looked down the list, reading the names he had set for each, then the message.
From: J. Havoc
Pretty much, yeh...
From: K. Fuery
Oh come on Ed! This is cool!
From: Breda (1)
Mhm... Would rather text than talk.
From: R. Hawkeye
Yes!
From: M. Hughes
OMG! Yes! I would sooo text all the time if I could!
Attached to Hughes message was a picture of Elisia...
And finally
From: Colonel Bastard
I wood rather txt than talk 2 ur tiny smart azz.
A nuculer bomb went off in the office.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO TINY THAT YOU CANT HEAR HIM WITHOUT A MEGAPHONE?" Ed raised his voice past the usual, just to prove a point.
Point proven.
But then-
Click click click click.
BZZZZ.
A harsh vibration went off in Ed's right. The phone rubbed against the metal, causing a very unpleasnt noise. Everyone jumped at it, turning to Ed. Ed brought his phone to his face, not once removing his glare from Roy. He read the new message.
From: Colonel Bastard
O.M.G Txt! I wont lisin to u if u dont.
Edward couldn't beileve what he had read. And he refused to comply ethier. "No! I will NOT text you! And for the love of everything right in the world, SPELL YOUR WORDS RIGHT AT LEAST!
Roy simply held up his phone again.
Click Click click clic- SLAM.
Edward had left the room, but you could still hear the vibration outside the door.
You may be in Drachma, or Cretea, or even Xing, but you still heard the scream.
(1) I forgot Breda first name...Im such a loser...
